This week’s Saturday Sidebar Question is a sequel of the Part – 1 of where the world moms explained how they met their husbands/partners.
“How and where did you meet your husband/partner?”
Check out what some of our World Moms had to say…
Elizabeth Atalay of Massachusetts, USA writes:
“One night my mother was admitted to the emergency room for a complication with her breast cancer that had metastasized, My husband was 3 months into his internship and the intern on call who admitted her, she fell in love right away and spent her entire week in the hospital working with the nurses to set me up with him. (Thankfully I did not know!) By the end of the week, when she was no longer under his care, he asked me out. 9 months later my mother walked me down the aisle when we were married. She lived to know I was pregnant with our first child, and to know her own two children were set with their own families.”
Jennifer Burden of New Jersey, USA writes: “I was living in Hoboken, NJ at the time and working in NYC. My friend Hannah asked if I would show her friend Dave and his friends around NYC because they were coming to town for a long weekend. I was no NYC expert, but took them to the holes in the wall kind of bars that I liked to meet my friends in! Steve and I met at the Waldorf Astoria hotel in midtown, where Hannah and I met up with the guys to take them out. We split up into 3 cabs. Steve was in mine. He jokingly asked me to marry him within minutes of meeting him in the middle of a conversation we were all having. We dated Trans-Atlantic for a year and 3/4’s (seeing each other on average every 6 weeks) and got engaged before ever living on the same continent. We’ll be married 11 years this month and have 2 little girls.”
Tina of Truly Rich Mom, Philippines writes:
“We met at a university campus we were both visiting as a show of support to our friends from the same campus ministry – CFC Youth for Christ Campus-Based. It was February 1, 2001. He was a mission volunteer and I was a graduating student/youth ministry campus leader for my university. I found him to be “cute” at first sight but we never thought we’d run into each other again after that event. God seems to have had other plans though, because our paths kept crossing soon afterwards! :)”
Kyla P’an of Massachusetts, USA writes: “My husband and I met at a very WASPy holiday party at the Boston Racquet Club in 2000. He was perhaps the only Asian and best looking man in the room and I was immediately attracted to him. After spending 20 minutes locked in a fabulous conversation, he made a comment about recently graduating from college. Since I had just turned 28, my reaction was akin to a needle skidding off a vinyl record. Regardless, we had a strong mutual attraction so I gave him my business card (instead of my “digits;” he’s never let me live that one down). Even though I rebuffed his advances, I was still talking about him three weeks later. Finally, my close friend called me on it and encouraged me to go on just one date with him. We went on that date and have been together ever since. It will be 12 years this January.”
Kirsten Doyle of Ontario, Canada writes:
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Martine of Philippines writes: “technically, my husband and I met during a playdate — between him and my younger brother! Yes, my husband was my brother’s playmate. Hahaha. We met as preteens in Singapore; he was actually 12, I was 13, so we had nothing in common except my brother, his biking buddy. In our late teens, back in the Philippines (Our families eventually repatriated), we both got involved in church ministry work, where we played in the youth band: I was the keyboard player, he was the drummer. We kind of hit it off as friends in the band, until one day, he decided he wanted to be more than friends, LOL”
Mamma Simona of South Africa writes:
“My husband was part of a group of friends of my sister’s who came over to my mom’s house before I moved out. I did not think he could possibly be interested in me, but we really enjoyed talking to each other. A couple of weeks later we went out as a large group and he bought me a drink (Vodka, Passion Fruit and Lemonade) and then he kissed me! We were married approx. 4 years later … and this year we celebrated our 21st Wedding Anniversary! :)”
Carol @ If By Yes of British Columbia, Canada writes: “We met in University. We were in a production of Henry IV Part I together, and one day we both discovered that we were both fans of the Canadian song comedian Lorne Elliot. We sang one of his songs together, and he thought I was cute. But I had a boyfriend and he had a girlfriend. Fast forward a year. We were still in relationships, but now we were in Hamlet together. We became good friends as we discovered a shared taste in books and humor. Shortly after he and his girlfriend parted ways (seriously, she moved out at the end of the semester and he just never heard from her again) and he spent the next four years as my best friend. All of our friends, my parents, and even my boyfriend knew he was in love with me. But he was respectful about it. When my boyfriend and I finally broke up, I took a chance on dating my best friend, who had worshipped me from afar for so many years.
We got engaged a year later, and the rest is history.”
A longer version of Carol’s love story is here. He still carries a torch for our Carol and this year for all of Canada.
Ms. V of South Korea writes:
“Our story is a bit long but I’ll sum up. The timing of this is great because we met during the last US Presidential election. I was working for the Obama campaign in Ohio and my future-husband was dragged along to a campaign event by one of his best friends from grad school. I approached him with the intention of recruiting him as a campaign volunteer, but we ended up talking for a very long time about anything and everything. When we parted ways that night I knew four key pieces of information about him: 1. His first name, 2. Where he went to grad school, 3. Where he worked, and 4. His polling location. (I asked him that last one because I was trying to encourage him to vote early by mail) I didn’t have his last name, his phone number or anything else. Despite my best efforts not to think about him, I couldn’t stop. Fortunate for me, I had a roommate at the time skilled in the art of internet stalking and using the bits of info I had, I tracked him down. (And it’s a good thing too because I actually considered hanging out near his polling location on Election Day if I didn’t find him before… just kidding… sort of) There’s a bit more to the story that involves me creating a Facebook account (which I hadn’t had before) in an effort to seem like I was casually getting in touch with him (even though at that point I had his work number, multiple email addresses … it’s quite terrifying all the info available on the internet), desperately hoping that he wouldn’t remember that he never told me his last name and that I would have had no way of finding him on Facebook. He didn’t remember and he responded to my message, and the rest, as they say, is history. On our first date I confessed all of my internet stalking and swore to him up and down that I was not, in fact, a stalker and had never done anything like that before. Thankfully, he believed me. We were married about 16 months after we first met and stalking him continues to be the best and scariest decision I’ve ever made.”
Ruth Wong of Singapore writes:
“My husband I first ‘met’ online via our university’s intranet chatroom. I was the one who took the initiative, I don’t even know why! I was bored and wanted to chat and thought his name was kind of nice. He was from the Engineering faculty while I was from the Arts. When we finally met to watch a dance performance together, we didn’t even consider each other attractive! He was attached at that time and we lost contact for a few months. Then one day he rang me to chat and by then, he had already broken up. We arranged to go jogging together as we lived near each other. Soon, friendship blossomed into something more beautiful. We have been together for 15 years. This October we will be celebrating our eighth wedding anniversary and we have a sweet little boy!”
Shaula Bellour of East Timor writes:
“I met my husband in Asmara, Eritrea when we were both working for the same development organization. We moved in together 5 weeks later and never looked back. We planned our Seattle wedding while living in Kosovo and welcomed our Oregon-born twins two years later. And the adventures continue!”
MamaMzunga of Kenya writes:
“Like two tragic do-gooders, we met at an Amnesty International meeting in DC. He was working as an activist for the Darfur movement and I had invited him to come speak to our chapter since we were raising money for that cause. He was funny, confident, passionate and intelligent. I found myself staring at him as he spoke and wondered if it was too obvious. Then, I did something I had never done before in my life – I asked him out. I just had a strong feeling that we would be good friends if we had more time to get to know each other and I had a “take the bull by the horns” epiphany. We met for coffee and talked for hours. Because he’s adorably unselfconsciious and has no “game” he called me the very next morning to meet up again. Within a year we were married.”
Eva Fannon of Washington State, USA writes:
“I met my husband during college…spring break to be precise. You know the expression “love at first sight”? It really was. Despite going to different colleges in different states, we somehow managed to make it work. We just celebrated our 10 year wedding anniversary.”What about you… where did you meet your man? How did it happen? We want to know all about it. Write about it in your own blog and leave the link here as a comment.
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This Saturday Sidebar has been compiled and edited by our World Mom Purnima from Chennai, India.
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